The Time
Let's go back to the time when we were humans and we had a heart!
Computer, mobile phones, Internet and so much more
Life is so busy no time to say am bored
Life is moving on way too fast
It's time that we break free and look into the past.
When humans were more important than the latest machines
When life was more real than a movie scene
When we were logical than practical
When our hearts were more than just robotical.
Sitting, watching, chatting is all that’s left to do
Everyday, everything gets old and we find something new
Maybe our minds have become an electrical box
We’ve lost the key to our hearts after putting up locks.
Life was so easy before all these complications
In the age of texting we’ve lost our emotions
Skyscrapers have taken away our playgrounds
We have lost our identity in new generation’s sounds.
Tired of counting sheep and eyes full of dreams
Life is so much bigger than your computer screens
Where we are standing now is difficult to find out
Aren’t you human or machines are just what you think about?
Let’s go back in the time when our tears were for our family
The time when there was a meaning forever after happily
When we weren’t all classified
Our hearts weren’t too mortified.
The time when they were having more flowers than guns
The time when we shined so bright that there were a million suns
It’s still not too late or too soon but after all that fun
Let’s think of God and prove him that we’re still his children.
Life is so busy no time to say am bored
Life is moving on way too fast
It's time that we break free and look into the past.
When humans were more important than the latest machines
When life was more real than a movie scene
When we were logical than practical
When our hearts were more than just robotical.
Sitting, watching, chatting is all that’s left to do
Everyday, everything gets old and we find something new
Maybe our minds have become an electrical box
We’ve lost the key to our hearts after putting up locks.
Life was so easy before all these complications
In the age of texting we’ve lost our emotions
Skyscrapers have taken away our playgrounds
We have lost our identity in new generation’s sounds.
Tired of counting sheep and eyes full of dreams
Life is so much bigger than your computer screens
Where we are standing now is difficult to find out
Aren’t you human or machines are just what you think about?
Let’s go back in the time when our tears were for our family
The time when there was a meaning forever after happily
When we weren’t all classified
Our hearts weren’t too mortified.
The time when they were having more flowers than guns
The time when we shined so bright that there were a million suns
It’s still not too late or too soon but after all that fun
Let’s think of God and prove him that we’re still his children.
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